In the snowy black night, a shadow flitted past the window of the Weapon Research Institute, unnoticed by anyone.
As someone left the Weapon Research Institute, the shadow quickly departed from the scene...
Atop the villa roof of the Heart Talk Team, the shadow leapt up with ease.
Lian Jiyue rubbed his temples and pushed open the rooftop door, heading into his own room.
He didn't know why he had just been to the Weapon Research Institute.
Ever since meeting the man who claimed to be his "father", strange fragments surfaced in his mind every night.
Now, the images in his mind became even clearer.
From the childhood of a little boy, even his daily routine and the people around him, his joyful playtimes, his sense of loss when seeing others in loving mother and child moments, and the terrifying image of being constantly scolded by a woman...
Most of all, he felt superfluous in a complete family of three.